::At the touch of his lip on hers, her eyes flutter closed. When he begins to speak, she opens them again, large and slightly shiny, as if she had just yawned.::
I prefer my life with you in it as well. When you are not there...it may be a life, but it's not a very good one.
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Date: 2009-01-28 03:52 am (UTC)From:I prefer my life with you in it as well. When you are not there...it may be a life, but it's not a very good one.